I’m a very shy person. I’m scared of making people mad so I don’t say what I really think. Usually. Unless you say something that you know will offend me. Then I'll probably let off a list of swearing. However, people often complain to me that “Hanson isn’t hitting my hometown” or “Hanson.net and MOE aren’t having meet and greets at my venue!” and I bite my lip and grin through gritted teeth. I’ve seen Hanson once. I flew for over 2 hours. In a plane. In the air. With clouds. I am a diehard fan. But I don't agree with them.
I have never met Hanson. I do not plan on meeting Hanson. On the night of August 17th, 2000, I, Alison Virginia Taylor, filled out the form for Hanson.net preferred seating for Milwaukee. Two days later I got word that I had acquired tickets. I ran around. I hugged my mom. I hugged my sister. I hugged my sister’s boyfriend. (Which was hard, considering he was asleep on the futon in our living room. I’m sorry, Ryland.) Several weeks later, my friend told me that he had gotten preferred seating and he was going to meet them from Hanson.net. I felt sincerely happy for him. Am I weird? Because it seems that so many fans are downright jealous of people who get to meet Hanson. (I’m scared for M2M, I think everyone who’s hosted on Envy.nu is plotting on throwing sharp/hard/harmful objects on stage whilst they perform.)

I joined Hanson.net… I don’t know why I joined Hanson.net. *stares blankly at the computer screen* *scratches head* Why did I join Hanson.net? Well anyway, I joined MOE because it was something I had intended to do for quite some time, and I had $20, so what the heck. I always skip over the little details. (I.E. “Could get backstage passes!” “Preferred seating!” “Marry a Hanson!”) so when the MOE hotline for preferred seating came up, I rolled my eyes and read the rest of the magazine.

I’ll take this moment to get on my Irish Spring box and say that Hanson is obviously doing as much as they can about everything, but they’re not superheros and they cannot make everybody happy. Look at them. They’re exhausted. They’re tired. Plans are to go to South America in December, and the US tour ends in late October. That’s not even a month of rest before going out to battle the teenies with tans. They do what they can, and they have almost no control over what venues they do and don’t have Hanson.net/MOE meet and greets at, but we still complain and badger and moan and groan and whine and say that they’re doing the bare minimum. Are we ignoring the tired faces that prove that not only is this taxing their sanity, it’s costing them sleep? Do we care? When we complain that we won’t meet them at our venue, we’re looking at them as these three Frankenstein-esque creations. The perfect monsters who never need sleep and live for their fans. I hate to be the barer of bad news, but I think we’re expecting them to bleed for us, and I think we, if not their record label, is slowly killing them. Music Lives.

I hope I guilt-tripped all of you with this long, rather pointless rant.